The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369: The 142 Vanishing Picker God, Valued Guest_2

“What are you doing in Jiangjing?” Dean Jian asked her.

Bai Lian sipped her tea, “Advanced studies, for the college entrance exam next year.”

Dean Jian gave her another look, “You’re planning to take the entrance exam for Jiangjing University, and your teacher isn’t saying anything about it?”

Dean Jian knew she must have a highly skilled teacher, which is why he never considered taking her as a student. He only hoped she would take over the position of the Guzheng Sect Leader.

And with it, the title of chief.

“Him?” Bai Lian thought for a moment, knowing he must be referring to Mr. Qin Jiu, “He doesn’t have the time.”

Because he had to perform at the imperial palace every day, cursing and swearing.

Sometimes the consorts of Emperor Jiang Wen would insist that he compose a special piece just for them.

As a result, Mr. Qin Jiu had grown so irritable with the guzheng that when Bai Lian now read about the modest gentleman that Teacher Qin Jiu was portrayed as in history books… it felt very dissonant.

“Besides, he might look at a guzheng now and just want to curse.”

Dean Jian: “…?”

So you’re just as rebellious as your teacher, huh?

He took a sip of tea and said mercilessly as the pipa music ended, “Anyway, you won’t pass the Jiangjing University entrance exam.”

After he spoke, he sneezed.

Dean Jian then instructed someone to turn up the heating inside.

Bai Lian had her own understanding of the guzheng, having been taught by the historically famous Qin Jiu. Most of her understanding of the instrument was imparted by Qin Jiu, whose insight into the guzheng was unrecorded by history.

The more they talked, the more Dean Jian felt he had to get her to the music academy, “You’re from Xiangcheng, right?”

Bai Lian nodded.

After some thought, Dean Jian remembered he had recently come across videos of various tourist attractions in Xiangcheng. It was winter break, and many college students were passing through to shoot puppet theaters, which had become a cultural phenomenon during the Lunar New Year period.

Even Dean Jian had seen the videos.

After his meeting with Bai Lian, Dean Jian was ready to send her back.

Once in the car, the driver respectfully asked Bai Lian where she wanted to go.

“Boyuan Base,” Bai Lian said, opening an English reader.

Before the chauffer could respond, it was Dean Jian who was caught off guard, “Where?”

“Boyuan Base,” Bai Lian replied politely.

Dean Jian, who clearly knew what Boyuan Base was, was at a loss for words: “…”